By B.K.
Date: 2005 Sep 05
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I Only Cook With Pure Butter Pilgrim

All smiles
A warm embrace
A curious look
At pure loves
Most expressive face
A spark ignites
From a passionate glance
Like pure butter melting
Down the side of a frying pan
Baby take my hand
I'll let you lead this dance
Let's find out how long
We have to cook till tender
This tough as John Wayne romance

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